So listen to this:

Some asshole stole my wallet last night while I was out to dinner with a friend and went and bought himself a couple pairs of fancy $150 cargo pants from Marshall Fields. And grabbed about $400 from my checking account. I'm telling you, it's hell to deal with. You have to make about 15 phonecalls to all of the credit bureaus, banks, credit card companies, etc.. to cancel everything. At least though, the upside is that the theif took my bad driver's liscense - the one with just my chin. I'm going to have to come home to get a new one now.